[ Characters ] Loki,
wonderlandwars[ Location ] The Happiest Place On Earth a.k.a. my pants Perry Carnival
[ Date/Time ] March 8th, fairly late at night
[ Warning ] None yet hurrdurr
[ Content ] Loki ~explores~ the carnival, looking for someonething to do. And he may or may not be scouting for places to get something to drink. HELP A BRO OUT?
Loki, to put it concisely, was bored out of his skull.
Well, actually, he wasn't really bored out of his skull (He was more than capable of entertaining himself by, oh, starting a spat - or ten - with residents, but unfamiliar territory probably wasn't the best thing to test out his people skills on.); it was just a good cover to explore Wonderland. Chalk it up to the foreigner stereotype, but Loki was learning as much as he can.
For example, Perry Carnival would probably give Disneyland a run for its money - if it weren't so creepy, and if you weren't so paranoid about the faceless and your fellow foreigners. Really put a damper on cheer there, but it was like the carnival-goers were eerily intent on having fun.
Oh well, he could deal. He'd swiped a bottle of soda from somewhere, winked at a couple of beautiful people, and was now strolling along the lights and sounds. Who knew who would he run into here?